I have been in bed for a few days. On one of these I watched the Oprah show - she was showing clips from past episodes, telling tales of what happened after these shows. One of these clips was of George Clooney - after the show she opened the floor and invited the guests to ask him questions.
One lady asked him about his newly acquired home in Italy... He became thoughtful and 'confessed' that he had had a love affair with Italy for a long time and felt compelled to buy a home there. He told everyone that, on the first day in his new home, he was standing at the window, looking down at the street below. It was around 17h00, and a group of construction workers were walking home. He said that they looked like any other construction workers anywhere in the world - no shirts on, hard-top yellow hats on the heads, covered in dust - but what he noticed was, that most of them had loaves of bread, and bunches of flowers in their arms, and a bottle or two of wine in their hands, and they were all laughing and chatting as they walked home. And he ended with this profound statement: "Italians celebrate Life!"
This statement has inspired me to fall even deeper in love with Life! I am about to run downstairs to try out a hot cross bun recipe (seeing that it is Easter) - I want to take a basket filled with freshly baked buns with us this evening when we go out to dinner with friends. I will let you know about the buns tomorrow...
Here's a challenge - let's fill our kitchens with lovely aromas, arrive home with flowers, laugh louder, kiss longer, dance even if we have no rhythm, work less, love more... let's celebrate Life!
Ahh Sophia, but you must visit South America. Italians may well love life, but they are not so clever at making a drink from a cactus eh?
Posted by: Freddy Rodrigues | Apr 17, 2006 at 09:25 PM